#Chapter 172: Resentment Grows

The minute I walked over Logan’s threshold, with the door safely closing behind me, Logan pulled me into his arms and kissed me senseless. There wasn’t much room for talking after that, as we shed our clothes on the way to the bedroom and then proceeded to test the strength and durability of Logan’s king bed. After, when we’d cleaned up and returned to the bed to cuddle, I rested draped on top of Logan, my head on his chest. Logan idly brushed his fingers through my hair. For a moment, I allowed myself to fantasize what it would be like to always have this. If Logan and I lived together and were married like normal husbands and their wives. This could be our bed, not just Logan’s. Every night, we could go to sleep like this together and wake up the same way. Unfortunately, with our current circumstances, life like this just wasn’t meant to be. Not yet. I’d keep hoping and keep fighting that someday we could have this life… But Tina’s words, her warnings, continued to rat